Ying Shao is a Girl

Qing Wei soared into the sky, turned around in the air, and waved a gorgeous light curtain, like stars falling from the starry sky.

Ying Junchu still didn't move, she just stood there quietly, as if the god of Luo came to the world, as if the moon was covered by light clouds, and the snow fluttered like the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising from the morning glow; when observing it by force, it is as bright as a flower coming out of Lubo.

When Qingwei attacked her, Ying Junchu flipped his wrist and turned into a stream of light, heading towards Qingwei at a tricky angle.

With a flick of his sleeves, Qingwei blocked Ying Junchu's attack, and the streamer turned into dots of stars, which looked extraordinarily bright in the dark sky.

I saw Qing Wei, who was so graceful and elegant, came here, showing elegance and refinement in her gestures, with a sneer on her pretty face, and her laughter was like a silver bell, crisp and melodious.

"Luo Chu, you are no longer the Luo Chu of Genesis, maybe you can't even beat me this time."

Luo Chu's divine power had been severely damaged at the time of Genesis, and tens of thousands of years had passed, and her divine power had been reduced even more by the long years.

The protoss were born in the God Realm, absorbing the essence of the heaven and the earth, and being nourished by the spiritual power of the heaven and the earth, so their divine power will continue to flow, accumulate day by day, and reach the height of saturation.

But Luo Chu has not been in the God Realm for tens of thousands of years. Without the source of spiritual power, her spiritual power will also dissipate invisibly while she is sleeping.

So now Luo Chu's spiritual power is not as good as before, and she probably can't beat Qing Wei.

Hearing this, Ying Junchu did not answer Qing Wei.

There is indifference between her exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and there is no wave in her deep and narrow peach blossom eyes.

Killing intent spread from her whole body, her black eyes suddenly turned crimson, and a blood-red moon was reflected in a pair of pupils.

Her movement speed suddenly accelerated, she was as light and elegant as an exiled fairy, and a scarlet red light was lingering around her body, which was gorgeous and bright.

Qingwei felt that the murderous aura behind her was getting closer and closer, and that red glow was about to touch her body.

But she seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move or escape.

When the red glow was about to devour Qingwei, it suddenly dissipated and scattered beautiful starlight, gorgeous and colorful.

Qingwei only felt the galloping wind whistling past her ears, lifting her three thousand black hair.

The bright white plain flags flutter and twist in the wind.

Ying Jun Chu's sharp-boned hands pinched Qing Wei's fair and delicate neck, drawing blood-red marks one after another, like blossoming red plum blossoms in the white snow, beautiful and poignant.

Qingwei felt the temperature of Yingjun's first hand, it was icy cold, it seemed that if she didn't pay attention, she would be swallowed by this icy cold.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Only then did Qingwei realize that Ying Junchu's pupils had turned crimson red, and a blood moon was reflected in them.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That's right, how could she have forgotten that Luo Chu was no longer a god.

As early as the time of Genesis, she had fallen into a demon, and she was in a state of half god and half devil.

Even if Luo Chu's strength is not as good as before, she will still not be Luo Chu's opponent.

It was easy for Luo Chu to kill her, she was just lucky.

"No need." Ying Junchu said word by word, her clear and cold voice was devoid of warmth.

"Where is Ling Yiche?"

Ying Junchu stared straight at Qingwei, the aggression in his eyes was very obvious, the narrow and long eyes were as red as the sunset, burning more intensely. But her eyes were thick with indelible frost, as if it could freeze people's sight.

In the world of ice and fire, Qingwei felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable being stared at by her.

Qingwei forcibly looks away, not looking into Ying Junchu's eyes.

"I said, he's dead! Now he's exhausted!"

Speaking of Ling Yiche, Qingwei's emotions suddenly became agitated, she just wanted Ling Yiche to die, she wanted him to disappear from this world forever, leaving no soul behind.